For in your eyes, I see you’re sad.
Where’s the hope we had before?
But now it’s gone, it’s gone for sure
And peace has turned into war.
The dead don’t share a hope or prayer
And only now it’s clear.
It’s clear now, it’s clear now,
It’s really clear to me.
All this was just your vanity.
No trace of some humanity.
If you really cared at all,
You would never allow bombs
To keep falling down on us.
It was not a war. Yes I know.
There was another word. It was an SMO.
It was not a coup. Yes I know.
There was another world. Some time ago.
Before the turmoil and lost love.
© Samuel V. Novnik 2023
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